Chapter 57 Zhao Yingpeng Was so Angry and Embarrassed that He Went Crazy

"Reply, reply, Prince, the Dagan Tianjiao list is the result of the genius ranking competition held by Taiwu Mansion not long ago." The reporter said nervously.

He was indeed very nervous, because this Dagan Tianjiao list hit Zhao Yingpeng's face hard, and Zhao Yingpeng was famous for his good face.

He was worried that Zhao Yingpeng would be angry and take his anger out on him, and beat him into a pulp with one palm.

The reporter took a peek at Zhao Yingpeng's face and said cautiously: "Due to the rules of the competition, there are many coincidences in the ranking results. It is not a one-on-one competition. In the early stage, five people formed a team and competed against each other in the form of a team. Miss Jinglian was unfortunately defeated because of her teammates' drag, not because the Jinglian team was weak."

At this time, Su Yingluo interrupted and said: "If you are assigned to a bad teammate, you really can't blame Jinglian."

Zhao Yingpeng's face was slightly better, but he didn't say whether it was true or not.

The reporter continued, "The True Fate Prince has won the small team battle, but in the three-person melee, the other two thought that the True Fate Prince was too strong, so they teamed up to defeat the True Fate Prince."

Zhao Yingpeng's face became better. It was a one-on-two defeat, which seemed to be barely justified.

"Who teamed up to defeat the True Fate Prince?" he asked.

The reporter hesitated for a moment and dared not answer.

"Speak!" Zhao Yingpeng said in a low voice.

The reporter had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "It's Jiang Ping'an and Yuan Ruolan."

"Jiang Ping'an?" Zhao Yingpeng immediately remembered that the top of the Dagan Tianjiao list was Jiang Ping'an. His face suddenly became much better, and he even showed a tolerant smile. "It turns out that Zhenming was defeated by the top and another student. It was not a crime of war."

Then, he asked curiously, "Who is that Jiang Ping'an?"

The reporter's back was immediately soaked with cold sweat, and his voice trembled a little as he said, "He is from the Nanhou Mansion in Baidi Town..."

"What? Say it again!" Zhao Yingpeng stood up suddenly, and a huge and substantial dragon-transforming aura surged out of his body. Many objects in the hall were crushed into fragments and powder by the violent fluctuations of the dragon-transforming aura.

The reporter was so scared that he knelt down and bowed his head to the ground. He felt as if he was being stared at by an angry dragon. He was like a small boat in the wind and waves, and like a small oil lamp in the wind, and he could be shattered at any time.

His teeth kept fighting, and he dared not speak, and he couldn't speak.

However, Zhao Yingpeng was even more angry, thinking that the reporter was laughing at him, the whole Zhennan Marquis Mansion was laughing at him, the whole Baidi City was laughing at him, everyone was laughing at him, Jiang Shuyue was laughing at him, and that bastard was also laughing at him.

"Ahhhh, bastard!!!!" Zhao Yingpeng roared, his expression twisted and ferocious.

"Husband," Su Yingluo advised, "please calm down."

Zhao Yingpeng turned his head suddenly, stared at Su Yingluo, and roared angrily: "That bastard changed his surname without authorization, which is to slap me in the face in front of the world!"

He couldn't help but float up one picture after another in his mind. That was when everyone in the world was curious about who Jiang Ping'an, the top of the Dagan Tianjiao list, was. As a result, after asking around, it turned out to be Zhao Ping'an, his son, and then laughed at him as a father for being blind and keeping Jiang Ping'an under house arrest for twelve years since childhood, forcing Jiang Ping'an not to be surnamed Zhao.

Thinking of this, he was embarrassed and angry to the point of going crazy.

And he completely forgot that before he set off for Yujing, he personally ordered Jiang Pingan not to regard himself as a child of Zhennan Marquis Mansion when he arrived in Yujing.

"Zhao Pingan was just lucky enough to join forces with outsiders to defeat Zhenming." Su Yingluo said quickly, "If it was really a head-on competition, he would definitely not be Zhenming's opponent."

"Moreover, Zhenming has already reached the Great Perfection of Yuanhai Realm, and will be promoted to Shenzang Realm in a few days. By then, his strength will be incomparable."

"Zhao Pingan joined forces with outsiders to deal with his own brother, eating traitors. It is a great shame for Zhennan Marquis Mansion to give such a person the surname Zhao!"

"He doesn't deserve the surname Zhao!"

After listening to Su Yingluo's analysis, Zhao Yingpeng felt better and said bitterly: "You are right, that evil boy doesn't deserve the surname Zhao!"

After an incense stick, Su Yingluo left. Zhao Yingpeng sat alone for a while, and suddenly angrily slapped the table into powder.

Compared to Jiang Pingan ranking at the top of the list of Dagan Tianjiao, he would rather Jiang Pingan be the last!

In the main courtyard of the Zhennan Marquis's mansion, the old lady of the Zhennan Marquis took the Dagan Tianjiao list and looked back at the three words "Jiang Pingan" at the top of the list. Her expression was uglier than if she had eaten a hundred kilograms of feces.

At first, when the old woman saw the three words "Jiang Pingan" at the top of the list, she couldn't help but think of Jiang Pingan, but then she sneered and shook her head, thinking it was impossible.

Then, she looked down one by one, looking for the name of Zhao Zhenming, the name of her most proud and beloved grandson, until she found the seventeenth place and saw the three words "Zhao Zhenming".

She was a little disappointed, she thought Zhao Zhenming was at least in the top three.

However, it was barely acceptable, and it was already ranked first among all the children of the Zhennan Marquis's mansion.

She continued to look down one by one, looking for the rankings of other grandchildren, including Zhao Jinglian.

When she saw the three words "Zhao Jinglian" in more than 1,300, the old woman's nose was almost crooked with anger. She usually doted on Zhao Jinglian and gave her countless good things, but she ended up being the last one, which was too embarrassing for her.

"Jinglian is only twelve years old, still very young, so she ranked lower this time. When she grows up, she will definitely be as good as her mother Su Yingluo." After the old woman calmed down, she excused Zhao Jinglian.

The old woman continued to look down the rankings. She had found out the rankings of her grandchildren, but she wanted to see with her own eyes that the useless son born by the slave woman was ranked at the bottom.

After a while, she looked at the last one on the list, but still couldn't find the three words "Zhao Ping'an".

"Did I miss it?" The old woman was unwilling to give up, and started looking from the last one.

She searched and searched until she found the first one on the list, and her eyes fell on the three words "Jiang Ping'an".

For a moment, she was struck by lightning and became angry and embarrassed: "Could it be that Jiang Ping'an is the evil fetus born by that slave woman?!!!"

"I am so angry!!!"

"Her son is obviously a mortal waste, it is impossible for him to be the top of the Dagan Tianjiao list! Absolutely impossible!!!"

...

In other courtyards of the Zhennan Marquis's Mansion, a middle-aged man who looked a little similar to Zhao Yingpeng held the list and suddenly burst into laughter, full of ridicule and sarcasm.

"Third son, third son, you are so blind that you forced your best son to change his surname. Your second son, whom you spoiled to the sky and often boasted to everyone, ranked 17th, not even in the top ten. And your doted-on daughter, hahaha, is actually the last one!"

"It's really funny! Hahaha..."

"Third son, you drove her mother out of the mansion before she was born, and you took her back to the mansion when she was four years old and locked her up in a small courtyard as a pig pen. Let's see how you will end up in the future!"

Similar laughter came from more than one courtyard.

The Dagan Tianjiao List spread beyond the Zhennan Marquisate the next day and spread throughout Baidi City.

In the streets and alleys, teahouses and taverns, people talked about the Dagan Tianjiao List and all kinds of gossip.

"What? Jiang Ping'an is Zhao Ping'an? He was the one who became an alchemist at the age of one, a talisman maker and a weapon refiner at the age of two, but was later diagnosed as a mortal at the age of three..."

"That's him!"

"Oh my God, our Baidi City has produced an incredible genius!"

"Why did he change his surname? The Zhao family is the Zhennan Marquis Mansion, what a prominent family name!"

"Of course he was forced to do so. I heard that the son of the Zhennan Marquis had been disgusted with Zhao Ping'an before he was born, and drove Zhao Ping'an's mother, who was once the most beautiful woman in Baidi City, out of the Zhennan Marquis Mansion. He spent ten times the betrothal gift and betrothal money to remarry the current wife of the prince. After Zhao Ping'an was born in Jiang Mansion, the prince of Zhennan Marquis ignored him until he knew that Zhao Ping'an was detected to be a mortal body. The prince of Zhennan Marquis felt ashamed and forcibly captured him into the Marquis Mansion and locked him up as a pigpen..."

"How could such a thing happen? Is he still a human being?"

"That's right! Now Zhao Ping'an, no, it's Jiang Ping'an who has arrived in Yujing, like a dragon returning to the sea, and immediately became famous in Dagan Kingdom!"

"The prince of Zhennan Marquis is really blind!"

...

Taiwu Mansion, the teaching of top-grade martial arts and top-grade spells finally began.

Jiang Ping'an listened to the teaching of "Dragon Catcher" in Shangkunyuan in the morning and successfully obtained the copy of the secret book of "Dragon Catcher". In the afternoon, he obtained the copy of "Wind and Thunder Induction" in Xiazhenyuan.

With proficiency in use, he quickly learned "Dragon Catcher" and "Wind and Thunder Induction" completely, and comprehended the stronger top-grade martial arts "Dragon Fighting Hand" and the top-grade "Thunder Induction".

However, "Thunder Attraction" cannot be used immediately, because it needs to refine some lightning and store it in the Yuanhai as a catalyst.

The same is true for "Wind and Thunder Attraction".

With the lightning catalyst, "Wind and Thunder Attraction" and "Thunder Attraction" can be used instantly, otherwise it is impossible.

As for the required lightning, there is no need to risk great danger to fly to high altitudes or mountain tops on rainy days to collect it. Some high-end business houses have lightning liquid for sale, or some lightning elemental stones also contain thunder.

"In a few days, it will be a ten-day holiday. I can buy lightning liquid on the way back from visiting my mother." Jiang Ping'an thought to himself.

After obtaining the top-grade martial arts and top-grade spells, Jiang Ping'an also chose the skills he was going to learn, that is, the formation.

Formation masters are mysterious and rare, more than ten times rarer than alchemists, because formations are too difficult to learn and require extremely high talent.

Moreover, after learning formations, because too much energy and effort is spent on formations, it often affects the improvement of cultivation.

Ordinary cultivators who want to learn formations often have no entry.

Jiang Pingan thought that he had a panel and proficiency points, so he could try to learn formations.

As for alchemy and talisman drawing, he had already entered the door and did not need to be taught.

On the first day, Jiang Pingan went to the formation class, but was stood up by the instructor. It was said that there was an important formation that needed to be repaired urgently by the instructor, and he would not be able to teach formations in Taiwu Mansion within a month.

Jiang Pingan had read the introductions to more than a hundred top-grade spells, but he still hadn't made a choice, because with the token, he could still go to the martial arts building to read the introductions to top-grade martial arts and broaden his horizons.

So he went to the martial arts building.

The number of top-grade martial arts included in Taiwu Mansion was astonishing, as many as more than 800, about eight times the top-grade spells.

"Take your time to read it. Anyway, it's still a long way from the second genius ranking competition, so there's no rush to learn." Jiang Pingan thought so, and then calmed down and read the introductions to top-grade martial arts carefully.

The days were fulfilling and happy, and it was the ten-day holiday again.

Jiang Pingan rode out of Taiwu Mansion to visit his mother.

Jiang Yiyi did not go with him because she had recently made friends with a few young ladies from aristocratic families and wanted to go shopping with them.

It turned out that since Jiang Pingan taught other students martial arts and magic, Jiachen Residence was almost always crowded with people.

Although Jiang Yiyi entered Taiwu Mansion as Jiang Ping'an's servant, her real identity was Jiang Ping'an's cousin, so some female students took the initiative to make friends with Jiang Yiyi.

Riding a horse quickly, Jiang Ping'an arrived at the courtyard where Jiang Shuyue rented in just one stick of incense.

The door was opened by the maid, and Jiang Ping'an entered the courtyard. After handing the horse to the maid, he walked into the house and shouted, "Mother, I'm here to visit you."

However, just as he entered the house, a tall old man with a bloody and murderous aura flew over the courtyard from outside.

The middle-aged man quickly threw out four small formation flags and inserted them into the four corners of the entire courtyard, and then pinched the formation formula to activate the formation.

For a moment, the four formation flags interacted with each other to form a transparent barrier, isolating the entire courtyard from the outside world, including the violent fluctuations of the vitality of heaven and earth.

The tall old man landed in the center of the yard, and with a casual palm, he beat the maid in the yard into a pulp, and then he exuded a terrifying dragon breath and a murderous aura that was as real as if it were real.